[Pharrell]
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Nigga, put down ya beer and - snatch up ya chair 'n
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A lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin'
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First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin'
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Your man gotta few heartbeat left they fearin'
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[Chorus - Pharrell]
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It's me or you, or them or us
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Lost to what, them things gon' bust
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Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
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I clear the land, "In God We Trust" nigga
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It's the blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
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You come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of glory
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The blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
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You come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of glory
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[Pusha T]
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EGHCK! fuck ya crews and, who ya choosin'
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Critics and news, and all their reviews
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The watch jeweled and, VS jewels with
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Different hews, of rogues or blues
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The street movement, that I move wit
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"Hurri"s the "cane" like Miami U
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Ya niggaz foolin', whatcha doin
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Obviously, you ain't got a clue
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It's the blaze of glory
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I'm killer in the clutch, like the Lakers' Horry
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Wit four seconds left, rappers can't ignore me
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Quit stepping on my heel
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You fuckers riding my flow, like I'm your training wheels, ugh!
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Mind over matter, SL blacker
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Sunny days, I might if to think he can't ROOF!
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You niggaz fishin, well wishin
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Lotta rhyme but still missin' the vision, it's the blaze of glory
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[Chorus]
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[Ab-Liva]
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Sheah, the blaze of glory, rewrite history
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Turn pages for me, my story is epic
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Hustle in my blood, my story is metric
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Bring that O backwards I'm feeling dyslexic
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Grew up mis-directed, dark complected
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Sometimes no electric, it was hectic
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It was harsh, I was awed, I was infected, neglected
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At sixteen, I got connected like Tetris
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Had the power to zone, turn powder to stone
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In any beef, iron drept it, iron tested
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Think back, I invested, I assessed it, I reflected
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Think back, I was requested by God
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I shall lead as I was directed
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Demand to be king, I was selected a menacing thing
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Defying the odds, the fire with arms
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A tyrants evolved, the tyrant is on, so run for ya weapon nigga!
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[Chorus]
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[Malice]
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I'm for that hit rich quick shit, for that quick lick
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For that quick Vick fucka, I ain't for the bullshit
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I ain't for the small talk, strictly 'bout the ballpark
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Figures on my numbers these niggaz is all talk
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Niggaz is missin', out on life, I ain't hit him
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I ain't sittin 'round thumb-twiddling, I ain't wishin'
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No one could ever tell the Malicious I ain't livin'
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The home town homies hate my name, I ain't trippin'
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I don't retaliate, I don't hate, I obliv' 'em
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J?us 'round my neck, I'ma Christian, I forgive 'em
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I was chosen to hold this throne
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I held my own, ever since I held that zone
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And served it, from all the days I heard mama's curses
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Now I put it in verses, it was worth it
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Don't let it hurt kid, push a pack, cook a crack
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Whatever be the plate, motherfucka get the bank, uh!
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[Chorus]
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Blaze Of Glory (Featuring Pharrell & Ab-Liva)
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Neptunes |